C59 Volume 19 O'kanuo

O'Kanuo saw that the young Chinese female volleyball freeman suddenly bypassed the ball column on the other side of the tennis court and ran outside the boundary on the other side of the Italian female volleyball field in an attempt to save this ball that was sent flying by his teammates.

Hmph, no one can successfully defend against my heavy button! As O'Kanuo thought, he curled his lips.

Indeed, even though China's female volleyball freeman Li Mengxi ran with all her might, she did her best to extend her arm to save it. After all, this ball flew too far away. Li Mengxi tried her best to push the ball back, but the ball finally touched the signpost.

Out of bounds.

The referee's whistle sounded regretfully, and Li Mengxi also fell heavily to the ground.

However, O'Kanuo was still stunned. She saw that as the Italian female platoon captain, Boselli actually walked over and extended his hand towards Li Mengxi, who had fallen to the ground.

The young China female racer was also stunned, but Li Mengxi still gratefully pulled Boselli's hand over and stood up from the ground.

The entire Runzhou Orbit Center let out a cheer. Obviously, this cheer was not for the loss of this ball. It was for the fans to give Boselli, who had the spirit of sports, as well as Li Mengxi, who was struggling non-stop.

Kanuo frowned.

Just now, she jumped and smashed the ball in the fourth position. Perhaps it was because of the force that caused her to fall so violently that she did not manage to steady her feet after landing. She fell onto the floor all of a sudden. However, no matter if it was the other Italian female volleyball teammates or the captain Boselli, No one came forward to help her. Boselli was still considered good. He only waited for O'Kanuo to stand up. He patted O'Kanuo's back to express his condolences.

O'Kanuo was very clear that these teammates of theirs did not like her!

The 23-year-old O'Kanuo became famous in the old Italian volleyball club Corneano female volleyball. Due to his outstanding physical fitness and his extraordinary talent in volleyball, O'Kanuo, who was in charge of receiving the volleyball, had been regarded as the rare star of tomorrow for the Italian female volleyball club. He had also successfully been selected into the Italian female volleyball club.

However, this kind of fame at such a young age also brought a lot of trouble to Aucano.

Being in the limelight in the competition, she inevitably stood out among teammates of the same age. Her unruly and arrogant personality also made Aucano appear isolated and indifferent in front of older teammates.

Last year, O'Kanuo transferred from the mainland with a rare high salary to the Turkey Women's Racing League, disrupting the Coneliano Club's attempt to create the strongest lineup to fight for the championship position in the European Women's Racing League. Naturally, this action of O'Kanuo's caused another wave of shock in the Italian domestic rehearsals.

However, the biggest contradiction erupted in this season's European Women's Racing League semi-finals. That match happened to be a narrow encounter between the Turk League's elite brigade, the Wakiver Bank female volleyball, and the Corneino female volleyball team, which O'Kanuo had joined. In the end, Ocano scored 37 points in this critical and arduous five rounds of tough battles, helping the Wakiver Bank female platoon defeat the Corneyano female platoon in one fell swoop.

O'Kanuo's astonishing outstanding performance and her unusually excited mood in the arena formed a sharp contrast with her old owner's heartlessly eliminated performance and her old teammates' despondent grief after the match. Even after the match, there were excited Italian fans who used "traitors" to criticize O'Kanuo on social media on the Internet.

As a professional player, O'Kanuo felt that it was not wrong for him to go all out and play seriously on behalf of any club. She also defended herself on the internet, saying that when she was at the Corneano Club, she spared no effort in every match. However, any explanation she gave would attract even more intense criticism from the Corneano fans.

I will never, ever return to Corneano to play! After his anger, O'Kanuo wrote on his social media at the end. Then, she shut down her social media.

This sentence not only caused an uproar on the Internet, it also caused all the members of Corneyano, including Boselli, to develop an aversion and estrangement towards O'Kanuo. This estrangement and estrangement was even brought to the Italian female platoon, further increasing the distance between the Italian female platoon members and the originally unsociable O'Kanuo.

"She's a genius, then let her slam the ball!" Some Italian female volleyball team members complained like this.

Although O'Kanuo felt wronged and a little sad at the beginning, her stubborn personality also made it very difficult for her to 'lower her head' to communicate properly with her teammates.

Gradually, O'Kanuo felt that he also understood. After all, she was still the number one football star of the Italian female volleyball and the most threatening core of attack. Regardless of whether the other team members liked her or not, the Italian female volleyball team could not leave her.

Since you want to win the ball, then you must pass the ball to me. That's enough! Kanuo thought complacently and angrily. . .

"Ah!" O'Kanuo roared furiously and slammed this ball heavily into the China female volleyball's boundary.

19 to 25. The Italian female volleyball successfully won the first round of the World female volleyball league finals and the host of the China female volleyball game.

Standing on the floor, Kanuo looked at the other side of the net.

Although they lost the first round, the young members of the China female platoon still encouraged each other, held hands, and then walked to the other side of the field together.

What about her teammates? The other Italian female platoon members chatted and drank water in twos and threes, minding their own business as they changed sides. Even though O'Kanuo deducted a key point for them and won the first round, no one invited her to leave with them. Ao Kanuo was left behind at the back.

In an instant, Ao Kanuo even somewhat envied the China female platoon members.

. . .

"Well done, girls!" The head coach of the Italian female volleyball team, Boris, said as he scanned the faces of the team members with his bright little eyes.

He was a short Italian man who had just passed his fifties and had a slightly higher hairline. It seemed that Boris did not come from a professional volleyball player. However, he was truly an orthodox coach with an International volleyball coach certificate.

In fact, apart from being the head coach of the Italian female volleyball club, he was also the head coach of the female volleyball club in Turkey. It could be said that whether it was the Italian female volleyball club or the Wakiver Bank female volleyball, O'Kanuo was his beloved disciple.

So, even if the other members of the Italian female rehearsal team were indifferent to O'Kanuo, at least in Boligny, O'Kanuo would be able to receive care and favor.

"Stella, you've already scored eight points in the first round. Good job!" Boris shouted O'Kanuo's name and praised her performance loudly as usual.

"Let's continue like this!" Berlini shouted to the other team members, "Let us defeat them in the home court of the China female volleyball!"

The Italian female volleyball team members replied casually, but they were clearly not excited. Kanuo saw a nonchalant expression on many people's faces. Everyone seemed to be saying, "As long as we pass the ball to Kanuo, it will be fine. Anyway, no matter what we do, the coach will definitely be by herself. "

"Mr. Boris. . . " O'Kanuo suddenly said.

"Hmm? What's the matter, Stella?" Boris was a little surprised.

"In the following matches, can we try to cooperate a little more?" Kanuo said, "Anyway, those young members of the China female platoon don't seem to have much experience. . . "

"Oh, right! Anyway, those young members of China's female platoon don't have any experience either!" The Italian female volleyball vice-captain, Dario, interrupted from the side, "Why do you need to put in so much effort? Stella, just let Urol pass the ball to you!"

Hearing Dario's words of holding a gun with a baton in his hand, O'Kanuo's gaze suddenly became sharp.

Before O'Kanuo could say anything that went against each other, Boris took the lead and said, "Ah, I think Stella's suggestion isn't wrong. I know you guys need to rest, but the girls. . . The cooperation between the young members of the China female volleyball team wasn't good enough, so they didn't pose too much of a threat when they served. In our second game, we can play a few faster games in front of the net. . . At least, we can play a few faster games in front of the net. . . The sooner we win the game, the sooner we can go back to the hotel to rest. Isn't that so?"

After listening to Boris, all the members stopped talking.

Taking advantage of the last bit of time before the second match's whistle, Boris still called out to O'Kanuo alone.

"Stella, you have to understand them as well. " Boris said, "They are all veteran players. They were too tired from the last month's competition. So, I had no choice but to give the entire team a break during the week before the finals. However, not everyone worked hard like you. They don't even forget to go to the gym for physical training during the holidays. "

As he spoke, Boris lightly patted O'Kanuo's shoulder.

Listening to Bolini's comforting words, O'Kanuo nodded and walked back to the arena.

The second round of the match with the China female volleyball began.

O'Kanuo discovered that the China female volleyball had been replaced. Their No. 10 main attacker had been replaced by a young girl who wore No. 21 jersey and had a childish look on her face.

Just how many players were there in the China female volleyball team this year?! As O'Kanuo thought about this, he carefully sized up the little girl standing on the other side of the net, facing her across the net.

She had a long oval face unique to eastern people. Her hair was combed into a ponytail behind her head. Liu Haier, who was carefully trimmed, hung neatly in front of her forehead. She looked even more playful and cute.

This little girl's face revealed a touch of lust because of excitement, but her pair of big watery eyes stared intently at O'Kanuo. It looked like she was only 18 or 19 years old. It was indeed just a little girl.

Kanuo recalled that even in this year's World Women's Row Tournament, she had never seen this little girl before. It seemed that she was indeed just a substitute member on the China women's ranking list.

O'Kanuo sized up this little girl's height again. The two of them looked to be of equal height, but among the main offensive team members in the young China women's ranking, this little girl definitely did not have an advantage in height.

"Hmph!" Kanuo let out a disdainful sneer. She cast a glance at the China female rehearsal coaches' seats. The female coach sitting there seemed to be about the same age as the most experienced main attacker among the Italian female platoon members, Lavalo.

This made O'Kanuo feel that a young coach bringing a team of substitutes to the World Women's Row finals this time, if China's female platoon did not look down on their opponents, they would have strategically given up on this match.

Little girl, then let me send you home earlier! As O'Kanuo thought, he fiercely glared at the China female platoon main attacker who had just switched up on the other side of the net.

That little girl seemed to be stunned by O'Kanuo's fierce gaze too, but very quickly. . . The little girl's expression calmed down. O'Kanuo suddenly discovered that not only did the little girl's eyes recover her focus on the competition, And a little more unyielding. She seemed to be saying to Ao Kanuo, "That's right, you're a world-class football star. But I'm not afraid of you! "

Then let's see the outcome of this ball! As O'Kanuo thought, the ball of the China female volleyball had already been sent over.

The Italian female volleyball freeman Ginallo got stuck in his position and smoothly received the pass this time. The second pass, Urol, might have seen that the first pass this time was really too accurate. It wouldn't make sense even if he didn't coordinate with the secondary attack once with the fast ball in front of the net. Urol and Cherila, the second player, gave each other a look, and made a short and fast beautiful cooperation.

Ocano was even too lazy to raise his hand to make a fake move to cover up. She looked directly at the other side of the net, wanting to see how the China female volleyball team members would react to this ball in despair.

However, O'Kanuo only saw a figure flash in front of him, and that number 21 little girl quickly snatched behind the China female volleyball blocking team members.

Her speed was so fast! O'Kanuo thought. She must be going to block the net to protect. . . Heh, an inexperienced little girl, she's really going to waste her energy. This ball, it must be us who scored!

However, the China female volleyball block team members still predicted that the Italian female volleyball would play the fast ball in the third position. They tried their best to jump up. Although they failed to stop Cherila's fast ball, they still blocked the ball's flying speed and changed its angle and route.

However, the ball was still a distance away from the little girl No. 21. Just when Kanuo felt that anyone should give up on defending against this ball, she saw the little girl No. 21 still throw herself at it with all her might. With a fish jump, she used one hand to lightly cushion the volleyball that was about to land.

O'Kanuo was stunned.

The China female volleyball's second pass was the experienced veteran No. 5 who had switched up in the second half of the last game. Last year, in the World Championship of the female volleyball, O'Kanuo had seen her competition and knew that although the overall performance of the China female volleyball in the World Championship was not satisfactory, the technique and consciousness passed down by this person was definitely a world-class standard.

Kanuo saw that this herald swiftly adjusted the ball to the front of the net.

"Pay attention to the other party's reception!" Ao Kanuo shouted loudly.

She discovered that although her teammates in the front row heard her reminder at the first moment, they were still a little hesitant. After a moment of hesitation, even though they started to move towards the direction of the attack of the China female platoon members, it was already too late.

The China female platoon member No. 7 wasn't very tall either, but the timing of her jump was just right. And the instant hesitation of the Italian female platoon member also brought a rare window of time to the attacking China female platoon member. For the China female platoon's number 7 to receive the second pass, this was an excellent opportunity to attack and score points. She had no reason to waste this opportunity.

"Pa!" The China female platoon scored a counter-attack.

Kanuo stomped her foot hard. She really wanted to rush over and question the Italian female volleyball's blockers. Why didn't she believe her words at the first moment?

But Kanuo still held it in.

She looked helplessly at the side of the field. Head coach Boris made a gesture to suppress her, meaning to tell her to calm down first.

Kanuo turned his head to look at the other side of the net. The members of the China female volleyball team all rushed over to support the little girl No. 21, who had risked her life to complete the fish jump defense. With the support of his teammates, the little girl jumped up from the ground briskly and celebrated the first point of the second round of the first round of the first round of the competition.

O'Kanuo noticed that the English name on the back of her competition uniform was printed with "X Y. MO. "

Although she still did not know what the abbreviation of the Chinese's English name meant, she still firmly remembered the surname of the little girl No. 21.

"MO. . . MO. . . " Kanuo muttered to himself, "Yes, I'll remember you!"

However, Kanuo's thoughts were pulled back by Urol's loud roar.

"Stella!" Ural shouted at her loudly, "That ball just now, why didn't you make a fake move to cover it? If that was the case, the China female volleyball blocking team members wouldn't have been completely focused on blocking Cherila! "

Although Ural's words were a bit rude, it wasn't without reason. Kanuo felt that he was slightly in the wrong, but he still replied in a forceful manner. "You're blaming me? Hmph, your fast ball cooperation plan is so exposed. Forget about China's female volleyball, even a club team can see it! "

"Come on, Stella. You don't want to think about it either. This year, in Macau, during the qualifiers, How did we lose to the Chinese female rehearsals?" As Cherila spoke, she also threw herself into the "battle formation. " "When you faced the 2 meter tall secondary attack of the China female volleyball team, it was as if you didn't even know how to play the ball. Don't forget, How many balls did you block in that match! Hehe, the world's best backup? Just you? Hmph!"

Seeing the Italian female volleyball star and her teammates arguing on the field, the entire Runzhou Olympic Center became silent. Even though they didn't understand Italian, many of the local fans in the stands still widened their eyes and looked curiously at what was happening on the field.

Even the players on the China female volleyball's side seemed to be at a loss. The young main attacker, Song Simian, stood at the bottom of the court with the ball in her arms. After all, the main referee's whistle had been blown. She didn't know if she should follow the rules and serve the ball quickly, or wait for the main referee's further instructions.

The mature Italian female volleyball captain, Boselli, still walked forward and pulled O'Kanuo to the side, softly consoling her to not get emotional. The other Italian female platoon members had also persuaded Urol and Cherila to the other side.

At this time, the main referee remembered to call Bosseli to the front. He asked Boselli about the situation and asked her to quickly calm down the dispute between the Italian female platoon members so that the match could begin again.

"Alright, everyone stop arguing. " Bosseli said, "The main referee said that if anyone dares to argue again, he will punish us with a yellow card"

Hearing this, the Italian female platoon members once again returned to their seats.

The next few balls, Ural, also gave O'Kanuo the opportunity to organize an attack based on the situation on the court. But perhaps it was because the knot in their hearts was hard to resolve that there was already no tacit understanding between attacking and transmitting. The few attacks of O'Kanuo were either successfully defended by the China female platoon's No. 21 Guaranteed Minor Offense, Mo Xiaoyu, or blocked by the China female platoon's defensive team members who were prepared to defend.

After a few balls, the young members of the China female volleyball team became more and more excited as they played. However, the situation on the Italian female volleyball field gradually became bad.

Seeing that O'Kanuo had already changed from the "number one star" of the Italian female volleyball to the "uncertain factor" of this match, Boris simply switched to another person and replaced O'Kanuo with a multifaceted player who could play the main offensive and play the supporting role.

O'Kanuo sadly walked down from the field and threw the substitution card onto the bench. He didn't even pick up the substitution card with the number 9 printed on it in the assistant coach's hand - the substitution card with her number.

Seeing that O'Kanuo already didn't want to appear in this match again, Boris was a little angry. But he was also a little helpless. It was not that he did not understand that on the surface, the Italian female platoon appeared to be one of the world's first-class regiments, but the discord between the team members was surging in undercurrents.

However, Boris couldn't do anything about it. On one side was the number one star with extraordinary talent, the attack core, and on the other side were the other team members. . . It was hard for him to easily abandon either side, and he didn't dare to offend either side. For a moment, Boris also felt that he, as the head coach of the Italian female volleyball, had been wronged.

Ocano stood up from the bench and walked behind Boris.

"Mr. Boris," O'Kanuo said, "I'm a little tired. I want to go to the players' lounge and stay for a while. "

This unconventional request of O'Kanuo stunned Boligny. However, he understood that in this match, the Italian female volleyball would not have any room for O'Kanuo to play.

Boris did not speak. He simply nodded his head and returned his attention to the competition.

O'Kanuo put on his coat and walked alone to the players' channel in the noisy and enthusiastic atmosphere of the game. After exiting the passageway, she turned around and returned to the Italian female volleyball player lounge.

The players' lounge was empty at the moment. The white light from the fluorescent light illuminated the entire room, illuminating the white walls. With the help of the air-conditioner's cold air, this place seemed to make Kanuo feel like he was in an ice cave.

Even though the players' lounge's door was tightly shut, O'Kanuo, who was sitting on the bench blankly, could still hear the cheers and shouts of the fans in the stadium that was separated by a corridor.

They were all fans from China. Aucano knew that the more excited they were, the louder the cheers they made. It meant that the better the China female volleyball played, the more points they scored. . .

We are definitely going to lose this match! We will lose to the China female rehearsals that even the main force is not on the stage. . . Although the match is far from over, O'Kanuo is already able to predict the final outcome.

Tears couldn't help but flow down her cheeks unceasingly.